INT. THE BAR
AT THE END OF THE BAR - LARRY, the Ugly American. He's got
an obvious attitude, all of it bad. But there's something
about the guy -- he's not all bluster, and he has the look of
a seasoned tough guy who knows how to get rough and tumble.
He's big, and yeah he's got a gut, but the rest of him looks
(talking to the air)
You wanna know what football is? It's
hitting the other guy dirty and then
spitting in his face when he's down.
Football is all things American, and
American is A-Number-One the absolute
fucking best there is. That's what
(he points to the TV)
...And that's not football.
The one man at the bar who's been watching the gam turns
slowly and gives Larry a long look. This is VINCENT: French,
hard boiled and solid. Charming when he wants to be, which
isn't all that often. He gives Larry a long look and then
(to Larry in perfect English)
Football -- American football -- is a
game for faggots.
A BEAT. The other two men at the bar, who seem like tough
customers themselves, pretend not to watch too closely, but
they're interested: what's Larry going to say? For a moment
it seems as if he's pissed, but then suddenly a smile breaks
out on his face and he laughs heartily at Vincent's remark.
Vincent joins in, as do the others. In particular - THE
BARTENDER looks relieved -- he's tough enough to toss a bar
drunk, but these guys are in a different league. The
Bartender laughs with the others, happy to have avoided a
confrontation as we go back to -